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"LAMBDADELTA, WHEN I FIND YOU, I AM GOING TO SERVE YOUR ENTRAILS AS PASTA!"
Or so was the apparently furious shout on the fourth floor of the Mansion before a door slammed open. "Ronove!" Conan shouted. "Come here!"
It should be obvious why this Conan was mad. His hair was bright red and very clearly Not Happy with this one bit. The white suit was also odd.
...as was the ornate cape that seemed more fitting for someone a few feet taller than him.
However, that didn't seem to stop him as he proceeded to storm down the hall. "Ronove, I know you can hear me! Come here and bring dye to FIX MY HAIR!"
Someone might wonder who exactly he was calling for though.
((OOC: And for magic people, he will both feel like magic and...kind of....something against magic. (For the weird that is Umineko magic workings.)))
Or so was the apparently furious shout on the fourth floor of the Mansion before a door slammed open. "Ronove!" Conan shouted. "Come here!"
It should be obvious why this Conan was mad. His hair was bright red and very clearly Not Happy with this one bit. The white suit was also odd.
...as was the ornate cape that seemed more fitting for someone a few feet taller than him.
However, that didn't seem to stop him as he proceeded to storm down the hall. "Ronove, I know you can hear me! Come here and bring dye to FIX MY HAIR!"
Someone might wonder who exactly he was calling for though.
((OOC: And for magic people, he will both feel like magic and...kind of....something against magic. (For the weird that is Umineko magic workings.)))